Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Garden Buddha
a sliver of moonlight
has crossed to the feet.

Curtains open
just for these few hours
the moon joins our bed.

Snow melt
quietly murmuring
about stones.

Cheval mirror
Tangerine twirling
in her long lemon dress.

Race course
two dragonflies drawing round
to the long strait.

Sunday heat
the garbage bin wheeled
into a million stars.

Horror movie
your ice-cream falls
with a sudden scream.

Leaving the butterfly
to fumble in the web
Sunday walk.

Midday breeze
passing a stand of sunflowers
I smile and nod back.

Hunting for green fly
the salmon slide silently
shaped by the water.